Quick Transmigration: The Charming Beauty Who Was Short-Lived and Alluring

In the end, Yan Huaiji did not kill Jiang Ju'an, but whipped him several times until he could not get up.

He summoned a guard: "Send him back to the Jiang residence and tell Duke Jiang to keep Jiang Ju'an in check. If he continues to act recklessly, he will surely bring disaster to the Jiang family in the future."

The guards received the order and picked up Jiang Ju'an, who was lying there like a dead dog.

Yan Huaiji approached Jiang Ju'an and said, "Listen carefully, keep what happened today to yourself. If anything that damages Miss Cui's reputation gets out, I will take your life."

"These injuries were inflicted by some enemy you don't know, and I just happened to appear and save you, understand?"

Yan Huaiji had killed countless people on the battlefield and was ruthless. Jiang Ju'an had always been afraid of him, especially after being beaten half to death by him. His fear intensified.

Jiang Ju'an felt a chill run down his spine when he met Yan Huaiji's emotionless, cold gaze.

"I...I know."

Yan Huaiji raised an eyebrow. "If you dare to outwardly comply but inwardly defy me, I guarantee you won't live to see tomorrow."

"get out."

Meanwhile, Chu Yun led Qing Yuan back to the Xie residence.

With tears in her eyes, Qingyuan asked, "Miss, what happened to the injury on your hand?"

Chu Yun: "Don't worry, it's nothing serious. Don't tell anyone about what happened tonight. We just had a small get-together at Tian Tai Restaurant with Sister Cui."

Qingyuan nodded, "Yes."

*

The night of the Flower Festival changed many things.

For example, Yan Huaiji finally realized that he had developed feelings of love for Chu Yun.

For example, three days later, the Minister of Revenue retired, and Vice Minister Cui, who was originally the most likely candidate to become the new Minister, was not selected for the position.

Ironically, it was Vice Minister Li, who had the least chance of winning, who became the new Minister of Revenue.

But no one knew that it was Yan Huaiji who promoted Li Shilang to the position.

For example, the Cui family and the Jiang family quietly broke off their engagement. Not only did Vice Minister Cui not get the position of Minister, but he also lost his marriage agreement with the Jiang family. The Cui family was shrouded in gloom and despair.

For example, Emperor Qing'an appeared unwell during the Hundred Flowers Festival, and news of his serious illness gradually spread, causing undercurrents to surge among various factions in the capital.

This undercurrent also affected Chu Yun.

"Ah Yun, the Wen family came today to ask for your hand in marriage on behalf of their second son. Your uncle brushed it off, but I suspect they will come again. Your maternal grandmother wants to ask you what you think. Do you want to marry the Wen family's second son?" Old Madam Xie called Chu Yun over and said gently.

The Wen family, loyal to the Third Prince Yan Huaiyu, seems to have become restless after the news of Emperor Qing'an's serious illness spread.

The Third Prince was the only prince who could rival Yan Huaiji. He arranged for the Wen family to propose marriage to Chu Yun in order to win over the Xie and Lin families and strengthen his own power.

Chu Yun's reputation has been damaged. If she were the eldest daughter-in-law, the Wen family might not say anything on the surface, but they would definitely be unhappy inside.

However, if the suitors are too unworthy, the Xie family will not agree to the marriage.

Therefore, the Third Prince arranged for the Wen family's second son to marry Chu Yun, sacrificing the position of the second son's principal wife in exchange for the assistance of the Xie and Lin families. It was a worthwhile deal.

As for Chu Yun, after the incident of falling into the water, the fact that she was still able to marry into a prominent family was already considered a good outcome by outsiders.

Chu Yun frowned. "Grandmother, A-Yun doesn't want to get married."

"Why?" asked Madam Xie.

“A-Yun is in poor health. In these aristocratic families, power is deeply entrenched and everyone has their own thoughts. If A-Yun really marries into such a family, she will have to think twice before saying or doing anything. It will be too tiring.”

“In the past, Ah Yun had no choice but to enter the royal family because of the Emperor’s bestowal of a marriage. But now the marriage has been nullified. Ah Yun has finally regained her freedom and does not want to enter another cage.”

Chu Yun spoke her mind.

Madam Xie sighed, "But you will eventually have to get married."

Chu Yun: "Grandmother, I know that those who want to marry me have ulterior motives. Only the Xie family and my uncle are truly good to me. I don't want you to get involved in this mess because of me."

The Xie family has two daughters. Xie Shuya is already engaged, and Xie Shuyue is too young, so neither is a suitable marriage partner. Only Chu Yun is the right age.

The Xie family knew that after the Wen family left, the Yun family and the Song family would arrive tomorrow.

Unless the turmoil in the capital subsides, or Chu Yun marries an unknown man, the Xie family will never have peace.

But this turmoil will not disappear without bloodshed, and those hiding in the shadows will not allow Chu Yun to marry someone who is not under their control.

Besides, the Xie family wouldn't be willing to let Chu Yun marry an unknown person.

"A-Yun wants to stay at the White Horse Temple outside the city for a while to recuperate," Chu Yun said.

Madam Xie disagreed, saying, "Even if you want to hide, you don't necessarily have to leave home."

“Grandmother, Baima Temple is blessed by Buddha, and the abbot is skilled in medicine. Not only can I stay away from these troubles there, but I can also recuperate properly and see the outside world. It’s a win-win-win situation,” Chu Yun said.

"Please say yes, okay?" Chu Yun tugged at Madam Xie's sleeve, acting like a child.

When Madam Xie ignored her, Chu Yun kept pestering her, saying sweet things until Madam Xie finally got annoyed.

"Fine, it's not impossible for you to go if you want, but there's one thing: being away from home is different from being at home. Take the guards your uncle left at the Xie family with you and make sure you're safe. If you really can't avoid it, I'll arrange for you to go to the Northern Border. With your uncle there, those people won't dare to cause trouble," said Old Madam Xie helplessly.

She patted Chu Yun's hand. "Remember, always be careful."

Chu Yun nodded, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Thank you, maternal grandmother."

She knew the old man genuinely loved the original owner, but Chu Yun had no choice but to leave.

Otherwise, if one is confined to the inner quarters all day, the mission will make no progress.

Yan Jinyu set up a puppet in the deposed crown prince's residence to impersonate him, while he himself wore a mask all year round and walked in the shadows. The White Horse Temple was his place of refuge.

Chu Yun's trip to Baima Temple was for Yan Jinyu.

Even without the Wen family incident, she would still definitely go to Baima Temple.

After leaving Qingsong Hall, Chu Yun passed through the many arched gates of the inner courtyard and arrived at the front courtyard to pay her respects to Minister Xie.

After talking with him for a while, Chu Yun took her leave as time was up.

This time, she not only wants to leave by herself, but also to take another person with her.

Chu Yun encountered Song Zhaoming again on the path in the front yard.

He was surrounded by several servants, his face bruised, clearly having been bullied again.

"Stop! Don't bully him!" Chu Yun raised her voice.

The servants knelt on the ground.

Chu Yun didn't even glance at the person kneeling on the ground, and walked straight towards Song Zhaoming.

Why is it that every time I see you, someone bullies you?

Song Zhaoming remained silent.

Chu Yun didn't blame him, she just said, "Come with me, I'll protect you and won't let you be bullied again."

As the sun sets, the sky is ablaze with rosy clouds, shimmering with vibrant colors.

The girl's smile was more beautiful than the clouds in the sky.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Song Zhaoming saw his own reflection in her clear eyes.

At that moment, the wind stopped, the birdsong stopped, and Song Zhaoming could only hear his own heartbeat gradually spiraling out of control.

"it is good."

A gentle breeze carried the boy's hoarse voice to Chu Yun's ears.